Rolling over on my side, I cupped my breast, stroking the silkiness of my skin, my fingers bringing sensitive nipples to tight peaks. I luxuriated in the feel of my own body.
My hips moved of their own volition. My free hand desperately yanked my shorts away, dampness already seeping into the fabric.
Hot and wet, my fingers sank into my velvety folds. I softly mewled my pleasure. Stroking my cunt, I felt the orgasm building slowly.
My juices covered my fingers. My scent hit my nostrils. Sighs and gasps filled my bedroom as I rubbed my clit. I felt my pussy spasm with each stroke against my clit.
My back arched, my hips lifted, and I came.